Wallace was in the kitchen making lunch for his little, humming softly as he cooked some mac and cheese. Scott had left to go hang out with his girlfriend, so Wallace was at home on papa duty.

his thoughts were interrupted by a tug on his blue sweater, he looked over at his little, smiling gently.

"Hey, kid"

he gently patted their head and looked back at the mac and cheese, not wanting the noodles to overcook.

"You need somethin' ?"